* 𝕷𝐈𝐓𝐓𝐋𝐄 𝕷𝐎𝐓𝐓𝐄!

{#POTO, 21+ } ❝𝐒𝐀𝐘 ʏᴏᴜ 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 ᴍᴇ, @pelagictrust…❞ — ᴠɪᴄᴏᴍᴛᴇssᴇ ᴅᴇ ᴄʜᴀɢɴʏ. ʟᴇᴀᴅ sᴏᴘʀᴀɴᴏ ᴀᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ᴏᴘᴇʀᴀ ᴘᴏᴘᴜʟᴀɪʀᴇ. ᴅᴀᴜɢʜᴛᴇʀ ᴏғ ᴀᴘᴏʟʟᴏ. {#𝕭𝐔𝐅𝐅𝐃𝐎𝐍𝐈𝐀}

[𓆩♡𓆪 @angelwoes]

Every touch of his fingers is oxygen blooming in your blood. You learn how to be light

[* 𝕷𝐈𝐓𝐓𝐋𝐄 𝕷𝐎𝐓𝐓𝐄! @angedemusique]

For her dear @pelagictrust on Valentine's Day, she has gotten him a new suit and a book on medieval history she thought might interest him.

[𝗥𝗮𝗼𝘂𝗹 𝗱𝗲 𝗖𝗵𝗮𝗴𝗻𝘆. @pelagictrust]

@angedemusique

[𝗥𝗮𝗼𝘂𝗹 𝗱𝗲 𝗖𝗵𝗮𝗴𝗻𝘆. @pelagictrust]

@angedemusique

[𝗥𝗮𝗼𝘂𝗹 𝗱𝗲 𝗖𝗵𝗮𝗴𝗻𝘆. @pelagictrust]

𝗜 𝗪𝗟𝗟 𝗙𝗢𝗟𝗟𝗢𝗪 𝗬𝗢𝗨 𝗜𝗡𝗧𝗢 𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗗𝗔𝗥𝗞

[𝘢 𝘤𝘭𝘰𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘺𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 @angedemusique]

𝘵𝘸: 𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘮𝘱𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘮𝘶𝘳𝘥𝘦𝘳, 𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘥, 𝘷𝘪𝘰𝘭𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘦, 𝘦𝘮𝘰𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘢𝘭 𝘢𝘣𝘶𝘴𝘦

[* 𝕷𝐈𝐓𝐓𝐋𝐄 𝕷𝐎𝐓𝐓𝐄! @angedemusique]

Christine grins at the noise before she shakes her head and looks into his eyes.

“Raoul…I very nearly lost you. What on earth would make you think I’d need 𝐬𝐩𝐚𝐜𝐞 after that? The notion is ridiculous…”

[𝗥𝗮𝗼𝘂𝗹 𝗱𝗲 𝗖𝗵𝗮𝗴𝗻𝘆. @pelagictrust]

A small noise escaped the vicomte’s lips when Christine kissed the spot beneath his ear.

“I figured you would want some space after everything that happened, but I slowly realized that was not the case.”

[* 𝕷𝐈𝐓𝐓𝐋𝐄 𝕷𝐎𝐓𝐓𝐄! @angedemusique]

“Why would I mind my husband touching me? You’re the only one who has the right to do it however you like. And I welcome it, it feels good.”

She replies in his ear, pressing her lips to the area just below it.

[𝗥𝗮𝗼𝘂𝗹 𝗱𝗲 𝗖𝗵𝗮𝗴𝗻𝘆. @pelagictrust]

“I prayed nightly that you wouldn’t mind. I thought I was being too clingy,” his words were soft as his eyes fluttered shut, grateful for having his beloved in his arms.

[* 𝕷𝐈𝐓𝐓𝐋𝐄 𝕷𝐎𝐓𝐓𝐄! @angedemusique]

// I’m right here

[𝗥𝗮𝗼𝘂𝗹 𝗱𝗲 𝗖𝗵𝗮𝗴𝗻𝘆. @pelagictrust]

( ooc )

Give me dark sls for Raoul. I want someone to push him to the brink and have him kill for someone.

[* 𝕷𝐈𝐓𝐓𝐋𝐄 𝕷𝐎𝐓𝐓𝐄! @angedemusique]

“It’s alright, sweetheart. Ever since what happened with Erik, I’m the same. I don’t mind in the least.”

She replies, her hand moving to play with the hairs on the back of his neck.

[𝗥𝗮𝗼𝘂𝗹 𝗱𝗲 𝗖𝗵𝗮𝗴𝗻𝘆. @pelagictrust]

“I cannot, Madame. I fear that if I do not touch you at least once every ten minutes that you will disappear from me forever.”

Raoul’s arms tightened around the woman’s waist as he pulled back, his forehead resting gently against Christine’s.

[𝗥𝗮𝗼𝘂𝗹 𝗱𝗲 𝗖𝗵𝗮𝗴𝗻𝘆. @pelagictrust]

@angedemusique

[* 𝕷𝐈𝐓𝐓𝐋𝐄 𝕷𝐎𝐓𝐓𝐄! @angedemusique]

not?”

[* 𝕷𝐈𝐓𝐓𝐋𝐄 𝕷𝐎𝐓𝐓𝐄! @angedemusique]

The soprano welcomed his fingers in her hair, no longer pulled up off her neck as it had been while she was at work.She tilted her head instinctively when she felt his lips on her skin.

“Well, mon cher, that’s a start. But I know you have more revenge in you than that, do you >

[𝗥𝗮𝗼𝘂𝗹 𝗱𝗲 𝗖𝗵𝗮𝗴𝗻𝘆. @pelagictrust]

Raoul’s hand moved up the woman’s back, tangling in her loose tresses, a small smirk tugging at his lips. Bending down slightly, he placed a small kiss on the side of Christine’s neck.

“What do you have in mind, darling?”

[* 𝕷𝐈𝐓𝐓𝐋𝐄 𝕷𝐎𝐓𝐓𝐄! @angedemusique]

Christine returned it, a muffled giggle coming from her lips before she spoke against his.

“It seems you can’t go one moment without kissing me, Monsieur le vicomte but you’ll have no complaints from me.”

[𝗥𝗮𝗼𝘂𝗹 𝗱𝗲 𝗖𝗵𝗮𝗴𝗻𝘆. @pelagictrust]

Raoul made a small noise in answer to Christine’s words before he placed another kiss on her lips.

[* 𝕷𝐈𝐓𝐓𝐋𝐄 𝕷𝐎𝐓𝐓𝐄! @angedemusique]

sentiment. It’s safer if we leave, I know. I just wish it didn’t have to come to this…”

Christine’s hand falls between them to her stomach. The child growing there meant more to her than life itself, and as its mother she would see it protected…no matter what.

[* 𝕷𝐈𝐓𝐓𝐋𝐄 𝕷𝐎𝐓𝐓𝐄! @angedemusique]

Christine knew she was kind, and at times she hated it. Some things in her life likely would have been far easier if she were mean-spirited. Perhaps if she were, Erik wouldn’t have fallen for her at all, but there was no use dwelling on such things now.

“Just because I don’t >

[𝗥𝗮𝗼𝘂𝗹 𝗱𝗲 𝗖𝗵𝗮𝗴𝗻𝘆. @pelagictrust]

Christine was too kind for her own good. Kinder than the French nobleman and his older brother. Both men — that if, Philippe de Chagny knew Erik still roamed the halls of the opera house — would have jumped at the chance to kill the masked fiend for his actions.

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[* 𝕷𝐈𝐓𝐓𝐋𝐄 𝕷𝐎𝐓𝐓𝐄! @angedemusique]

turning her face to kiss his palm before she meets his eyes again and speaks.

“I didn’t say I wouldn’t go, did I? I simply said I don’t have to like it. It’s not just me I have to think about anymore, it’s the child. And I would sooner die than jeopardize its safety over mere >

[* 𝕷𝐈𝐓𝐓𝐋𝐄 𝕷𝐎𝐓𝐓𝐄! @angedemusique]

slightly and putting her hands on his chest only to slide them up so her arms wind loosely around his neck.

[* 𝕷𝐈𝐓𝐓𝐋𝐄 𝕷𝐎𝐓𝐓𝐄! @angedemusique]

She could tell as much when she kissed him that his anger had not dissipated, only been kept at bay. Her voice is soft and kind, making a last ditch effort to pull him away from fury.

“It would take you weeks to find the source of such a rumor, time that would be better spent >

[𝗥𝗮𝗼𝘂𝗹 𝗱𝗲 𝗖𝗵𝗮𝗴𝗻𝘆. @pelagictrust]

When Christine’s lips pressed to his, the anger bubbling inside of Raoul started to ebb away like the tide, but it did not disappear. He would uphold his wife’s honor if it was the last thing he did on this earth.

“I know,” he replied softly, his arms coming up to wrap

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[* 𝕷𝐈𝐓𝐓𝐋𝐄 𝕷𝐎𝐓𝐓𝐄! @angedemusique]

of the lake and struggling to keep our heads above water. Not only that, but we’ll likely need to employ a governess at least some of the time, mon cher, as we both work. Our child is more important than baseless rumors, would you not agree?”

She asks, tilting her head >